Thursday, March 17, 2011

True or False: All's fair in love and war.


At training we talk about riding the “Peace Corps Rollercoaster” and it’s been a crazy ride this week. There’s a surprise around every corner, just when things are going great you drop and all you can do is hold on for dear life, then all of a sudden when you think it can’t possibly fall any deeper the rollercoaster swoops back up just in time.
Yesterday we found out our site placements and I was definitely prepared for the worst and knew I’d have to make the most of it; I was not prepared to be this absolutely 100% excited! I will be living and working in New Amsterdam in Region 6 Berbice!


We’re in Georgetown now at the counterpart conference; I never thought I’d be so incredibly thankful for a shower and OMG air conditioning! I’m going to New Amsterdam on Saturday and staying at my house until Thursday. I’m so excited there will be other volunteers in walking distance and my counterpart has asked me to teach her to swim, we’re off to a great start.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Cross my heart and kiss my elbow,
Love and peace

Bat Shit Crazy


March 12, 2011
It’s a crazy Saturday night at the Gordon house, Grace and I just finished eating dinner that I cooked, rice, fried fish, and greens. She’s making me practice like a 6 year old because Monday is “Guess who’s coming to dinner” and the Peace Corps staff is coming to make sure I’m not going to starve when I go to my site. Tomorrow I’m practicing the chow mein that I’ll cook on Monday. After dinner she promptly tuned into the “obits channel” which is playing Celine Dion with the death announcements.
Today was great! I slept in until 6:00am and met up with a group of girls to go to Georgetown to get fabric for our traditional sari’s for the swearing in ceremony. It was so much fun! We went shopping and went by the Peace Corps office and got the hell out of this village, it was great to get out and have a day off.
The bats are back, right on schedule! Yesterday there was bat shit on the bathroom sink and kitchen counter, two nights ago there was a baby tarantula on the outside of my mosquito net. I cried myself to sleep. Now the bats are back for the night, its only 6:20 and I’ve already seen 3!
Granny’s daughter has been in the hospital for 5 weeks now, she was told she had ovarian cancer and went through several rounds of chemo and didn’t have cancer. I’m not too sure what the details are about her current condition but last night Grace told me that she had to have a catheter and feeding tube put in and her organs are shutting down. It’s been tough to be here in the middle of such a major family crisis, Granny walks around praying out loud and singing gospel songs. She has spent all day every day for the last 2 ½ weeks in Georgetown at the hospital with her. Please keep Granny and Grace and the Gordon family in your thoughts and prayers.
I’m really excited about next week! Wednesday afternoon we’re going to Georgetown for our counterpart conference and Sunday we’re going to visit our site for 5 days!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Very good, I must say, I'm amazed!


I’m alive and well in Guyana! It’s been a crazy few weeks already!
We had our staging event in Philadelphia on February 13th and flew out of JFK on the night of the 14th, it was my first time in New York and I was more than a little sad to be driving past everything in a bus but excited to be going to Guyana! We had a short 5 ½ hour flight from New York City to Georgetown, Guyana. To put that in perspective, the direct flight I used to take from Dallas to Anchorage is 6 hours!
We were greeted by the welcome committee of Peace Corps Staff and current PCV’s with coconuts and bananas! Orientation took place in the Regency hotel in Georgetown, I got sick, not sure what it was, and had to stay a few extra days in Georgetown for observation and medical treatment and arrived at my host families in Vergenoegen, West Demerera on Sunday February 20th.
My host family is Granny (Cotill) and Aunt Grace, 2 older ladies; they’re sisters and remind me so much of June and Barbara! Lots of silk flowers and doilies on every surface of the house! The house itself is pretty much what I expected; we don’t have running water all the time, no shower so I have to take a “bucket bath” with a 5 gallon bucket in a shower stall. I’m getting pretty good at it and can bathe with ½ a bucket of water now! In the mornings there’s all kinds of frogs in the shower with me, I’ve named them, Loretta, Patsy, and Dolly.
We have chickens and a garden in the “back dam”; I’m still not clear as to whether or not the chicken I’ve been eating is one of the chickens I hear in the back yard… gross. The food is… different. TONS of salt and MSG that they call Agie, which I’ve explained to Granny, is horrible for me and gives me terrible headaches and will make me sick. But she still sneaks it into the food when she thinks I’m not looking. Anti-Malaria meds give me crazy nightmares but I’ll take nightmares over malaria any night! The house is not sealed, has no ceiling, and is very much open to the elements. We have about a dozen bats in the house at night, flying around the rafters and running into my mosquito net! Recently, in the last 36 hours I’ve seen 7 HUGE spiders, I took a picture of one that is the size of my hand and its eyes reflected the flash! Granny and Grace laughed at me and called it a “Nancy” whatever that means. There’s tons of other animals, chickens, cows, goats, horses, dogs, all wandering around the neighborhoods and along the main roads.
We had a wedding reception here at the house last Saturday. Granny’s Grandson Mark got married and we had about 150 people here! They rented red lawn chairs and put a big blue tarp over the front yard, and had speakers the size of a Honda and a DJ, it was awkward for people to walk up to me and ask who I am and explain to them that I live here lol.
Training is going well, a little slow sometimes and we do a lot of waiting on people, but the things we are actually learning is going great. Lots of review in the health sessions and we started volunteering at our village Health Centers, so 2 days a week I go to the Vergenoegen Health Center for 3-4 hours and get to weigh people and babies, take blood pressure, help with their charts and we give health talks on whatever clinic is going on that day like diabetes or hypertension or ante natal/family planning. We’re finishing our 3rd week of training, the end of week 5 we will go to a counterpart conference and meet our counterparts for our final work site and then travel with them back to the site to stay for a week! Our swearing in ceremony is scheduled for April 13th and we will be sworn in as Peace Corps Volunteers!
Overall I’m doing well, I get a little homesick every once in a while. Not as much at night like I expected, mostly because I’m freaking out about bats and spiders, but mornings are hard when I wake up and realize everything is changing more and more every day. I really miss talking to my friends all day every day about every little detail of our lives. It has been hard to go from such constant communication to limited access. I miss American food and I miss driving Paul! The mini busses are pretty scary, I have a 35 minute bus ride from Granny’s to training every day, one day I counted 22 people in a John and Kate +8 style “mini bus”!!! There’s not a whole lot to do around here after training, Granny and I cook dinner and she watches the “obit channel” which is a channel on basic cable dedicated to showing the death announcements/obituaries of who died and lists every person they ever came in contact with! The first couple days I sat and watched it with her but its too depressing. I’ve been writing a lot of letters and I hope you have too?!?! Other trainees have been getting mail this week but I haven’t gotten anything, I hope I get something soon.
Grace just got home from work and brought me some sort of cassava cake, I can’t pronounce the name, much less spell it, but it’s good. Next time you start your car, turn on the TV, or eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I hope you think of me riding the mini bus, watching the obits, and eating curry rice.

Cross my heart and kiss my elbow,
Love and Peace

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's

It's finally here, I leave for staging in Philadelphia on February 12, 2011 and fly out of New York for Georgetown, Guyana on February 15! I will be training in Georgetown for 2-3 months before I begin my 2 years of service in a rural community working as a Community Health Education Promoter. Everything is happening so fast, I waited forever for this moment, 6 years to be exact and now that it's here I'm such a mess of emotions.

Since I've been home in Valdez I've learned a lot more than I ever thought I would. I worked for the Parks & Rec Maintenance where I drove a fork lift and used power tools, I was the assistant high school swim coach and drove a van of 15 kids for 15 hours every weekend, I absolutely love coaching. I ran the Learn-to-Swim program for the Torpedoes Swim Club and right now I'm teaching lessons for Parks & Rec. All of these things, except maintenance, are things that I would love to do forever but right in the middle of all of it I got an invitation from the Peace Corps and accepted it without hesitation!

The timing couldn't have been any more perfect, I got to spend Thanksgiving at home for the first time since High School and Carla came to Alaska for the first time. Christmas at home was perfect. I took a whirlwind vacation to Texas and Kansas City for Mallory's bachelorette party, Mallory and Austin's wedding, and my 23rd birthday. I spent 3 days in Kansas City with Alli and went to Shrek the musical and had breakfast at Tiffany's. I had the time of my life with my best friends and made great memories of 14 Hands, being Malfie's maid of honor, martinis at the bee hive, and toasting drinks to the Peace Corps. 15 days later I was back to reality and started packing for Guyana.



Now with less than 3 weeks before the biggest adventure of my life I'm starting to panic and worry about stupid little things. Sometimes I lose focus and think about all the things that I'll miss out on here at home and it's hard to talk about these things, because I know my family and friends are scared too and having just as hard of a time. I can't tell them enough how much I appreciate their love and support, they mean the world to me. In the next 19 days I will teach 16 swim classes, finish the second leg of my farewell tour in Oregon and pack my life into 2 bags!


Cross my heart and kiss my elbow,
Love and Peace

Friday, August 27, 2010

Attraversiamo



I'm still sitting, and waiting, and wishing, I've just done it driving across the country with my best friend and sitting on my sisters couch. Through all of this time I've had to think I've never been so unsure of myself or the decisions I'm making. I have absolutely no idea if what I'm doing is the right thing to do for me or anyone else in my life. I told a friend the other day that everyone always talks about moving on and starting a new chapter of their life, but I feel like I'm writing a whole new book. Now, I'm in the middle of what is sure to be the longest transition of my life, I'm moving home. I have no plan, no job, no friends, just my Mom. For now I'm at the mercy of the Peace Corps Placement & Assessment Office to find a new program for me. I have no idea when or where I'll be going and no plans between now and whenever that may be. Everyone who knows me is well aware that my tear ducts are fully functioning, but lately I feel like all I do is cry. I always wanted to be so free spirited and care free, but now that I'm officially a gypsy and living out of my car, there's nothing I wouldn't give to just be home. It's like going on vacation and getting sick and wanting nothing more than to lay in your own bed and waller, except I sold my bed in Abilene and have never slept in the bed in my old room at my parents' house. A friend once asked me to pray for her, and knowing that I am not in the slightest bit religious, said she didn't care if it was to God or the wall by my bed. Well, I'm asking now for thoughts and prayers whether they're to a God or to a wall.

Cross my heart and kiss my elbow,
Love and Peace

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing


Today I’m beginning the documentation of becoming part of something bigger.
I began my Peace Corps application in September 2009 and submitted it on January 5, 2010 and today on May 22, 2010 I’m still waiting, all I know is I’ve been nominated for Program 154 leaving for Africa in October. I can’t wait to be invited to become a part of that something bigger that I’ve been looking for. Lately since graduation season began, it seems like everyone around me is asking what will I do next and I get mixed reactions when I tell them I’ve applied to the Peace Corps. A few people react with a shockingly joyous response but most look at me like I’m crazy or like they can’t believe it’s what I actually planned on doing after college that I’m not just putting off the future. Well, this blog is for those of you who believe in me and are supporting me on my journey.
Monday is my last doctor appointment and then the final waiting game of waiting for my “Formal Invitation” when I’ll find out exactly when and where I’ll be going! But for now, I’m volunteering at an AIDS resource center and lifeguarding at a summer camp. When or if I go to the Peace Corps, I will be working in Health Education and my recruiter has recommended that I get some experience with HIV/AIDS. So far all I’ve done is meet people with HIV/AIDS and I’m already overwhelmed by the number of people affected by this just in Abilene, I can’t even imagine what Africa will be like…

Cross my heart and kiss my elbow,
Love and Peace